Oiled Up

I wanna soak your skin in petrol And i wanna douse your hair in gasolene I'm taking a knife to a gun fight can't you see I'll do whatever it takes just to bring it back with me I've got a habit of hiding Feelings exciting I wanna waterboard your conscience Using only the finest strains of bitumin Come take a dip in my sea of diesel So i can set it alight with a match and watch you scream Yeah, i've got a habit of hiding Feelings exciting I've got a habit of dreaming about you All oiled up with nowhere to go I can't remember the last time that you weren't in one of my dreams Yeah, all i see Is you smiling at me whilst drowning in kerosene My obsession with tar is a world-wide wonder But i'm willing to trade it all for a glimpse of you Singing along whilst you bathe in naptha Oh get out of my head, i don't wanna talk to you Yeah, i've got a habit of hiding Feelings exciting I've got a habit of dreaming about you All oiled up with nowhere to go I can't remember the last time that you weren't in one of my dreams Yeah, all i see Is you staring at me whilst drowning You're keeping me up at night With that devilish smile provoking mine Just soundtrack that with some modern music You're running on loop in my head Just leave me alone You're gagged and tied up inside my mind But you're not real Slip and slide, in the boot of my ride But you're not real Oh you're all the same, you're gonna make a fool of yourself I'd rather live in pain Than come out and get left on the shelf Yeah